I snapped at the Weavile, grazing his arm, mist seeping off of my fangs

I snapped at the Weavile, grazing his arm, mist seeping off of my fangs. The small cut he received froze over, but he brushed the ice off, dodging another of my Ice Fang attacks.

"Nice," He praised, "To actually create ice on an ice type is very impressive indeed."

"I don't need your damn approval!" I snapped, firing shards of ice at him from my fur.

He flicked them aside with a dismissive gesture, and slashed viciously at me. I rolled to the side, avoiding it, then snapped at him with my icy fangs.

He twisted out of the way, and swiped at me, leaving me with three vicious scratches on my nose. Blood began to slowly seep through, but I ignored the wound.

Just then, Skiler fired a massive beam of white energy from behind the Weavile, knocking it forcefully into a tree. The Weavile got up, looking mostly unharmed.

"Ooh, I like em' feisty," The Weavile cooed at Skiler. I fired an Ice Beam at him, the attack striking him in the gut. I followed up by clamping down with my Ice Fang on his leg, and slamming him facefirst into the ground repeatedly.

After the fifth slam, I spun around in circles, and flung him towards Skiler, who nailed him with another Hidden Power, slamming him yet again into a tree.

I stood tense, staring at the Weavile to see if he would get up. I moved closer, ready to strike if he was still alive.

Suddenly, his arm shot up, claws glowing with black energy. I barely avoided the technique by jumping back.

He stood up, blood trickling from the wound on his leg, but he took no notice of it. "Well," He said, looking impressed, "Very excellent. You two are strong indeed. But I'd like to test you alone, Eeveelution."

I was shocked, but didn't show it. "You know me?" I said.

"Indeed, we hacked into Team Galactic's files, and found a rather large portion of it to be about you." He said in a superior tone.

Just then, a Jumpluff, and a Marowak emerged from the forest. "You called, Boss-Man?" The Jumpluff asked cheerfully.

"Obviously he called, Q," The Marowak sneered, "We wouldn't be here otherwise."

"It could have been an accident with the teleporter," The Jumpluff argued, gesturing to a badge on his chest.

"It could not have been an accident with the teleporter," The Marowak said, gesturing to his chest badge. "If I designed it, it would not fail." He finished arrogantly.

The Jumpluff rolled his eyes, and opened his mouth to argue again, but was cut off by the Weavile raising his hand.

"I called to ask you to pre-occupy that Eevee, nothing else, so will you PLEASE just shut up and do what I ask!" The dark type shouted. Both the Jumpluff, and the Marowak turned to stare at him.

"Jeez, Boss-Man, you should really calm down, you'll get an ulcer." The Jumpluff said seriously. The Marowak rolled his eyes, and turned to Skiler.

"No you don't, bastard!" I shouted angrily, and shot an Ice Beam at him.

He calmly deflected it with the bone he was carrying, and continued to walk towards Skiler. I moved to help her, but the Weavile blocked my path.

"You have enough on your hands," He said, his claws taking on a black aura. "Nightslash!" He shouted, stabbing me in the shoulder with his claws. I head butted him in the stomach, then bit his leg in the same spot as before.

He pummeled my head and back, but I increased the pressure, and tried to tear his leg off. He stabbed me in the side, and then hurled me off of him, leaving me with a gash. I jumped back and fired an Ice Beam.

He ducked to avoid it, and rushed towards me, a dark blur. He rammed his fist into my chest, stunning me, and swiped downwards with his claws taking on the black aura.

I blocked, and pushed him away from me. He backflipped, and formed a ball of black energy between his paws, and threw it at me.

I flinched, but my coat shined bright all of a sudden, and reflected the attack back at him. He dodged by an inch, and before I knew it he was right next to me. "You know Mirror Coat, that is nice, but I've seen all that I need to." He said, and hit me across the face, knocking me out cold (Once again, no pun intended.).